Heather

*i cut of your leg*

You bastard! You've taken my leg, but you haven't taken my spirit! I'll still fight you!

You can’t even walk anymore

I try to fight back, but I'm too weak and tired. I feel my eyes slowly closing, and my body goes limp. I give up, knowing that there's nothing I can do.

You're sick, you know that?

And you're dead, so you don't know it any more.

You're right, I'm dead. But my spirit lives on, and I will haunt you until the day you join me in the afterlife.

I see. So you're not a noble? She seems surprised.